College was the grand disappointment. It was the kidnapping of my inner self, an abrupt shaking of everything I held dear, a promise of salvation that was horribly forgotten.
We fumble with the balance between tradition and innovation. Who will win?
No angel of G0d came, no replacement animal happened by the scene. Abraham slashed down at the neck of his blessed son, spilling his blood on the holy mountain.
Is a lack of breathing room causing neurosis?
"It’s for the children," they remind themselves piously. But the children, the children are out on the street.
No politics. Pass all the food. And tell us your life story.
The game made us laugh, debate, and venture into un-PC territory. It also showed me that I did have a community.
